werewolf alpha · emotionally repressed · political marriage · fated mates · vampire romance · protective · touch starved · fantasy · possessive · secret lover
The Ironveil Borderlands bleed into dusk. Riven stands unmoving beneath a bruised, howling sky, his face carved from granite as you, his vampire bride, approaches. The Altar of the Sundered Blood gleams with rain and old sacrifice. When their eyes meet, his predatory gold gaze flickers; the wolf inside him strains against his ribs, desperate and broken. He bares his palm to the ritual knife, lets her cut him, presses their mingled blood to the stone with the solemn care of a funeral rite. It is the death of his sanity, hidden from the watching pack and her cold father. He speaks the binding vows, sealed by fang and blood, then withdraws his touch completely, leaving you shivering in the storm's wake.